Phoenix Revenge System-Chapter 121: PRS 22 Liona

Using a Kijang car, the neighborhood chief, his wife, and several other women were able to drive home together. The car was packed with curious passengers.

The rest chose to walk because they also wanted to see the shameless couple get arrested. They walked quickly, eager to witness the drama that was about to unfold.

"Hurry up, or they’ll be done before we get there!" exclaimed one of the women as she half-ran.

"Yes, let’s go! We can’t let those in the car beat us!" replied another woman.

When they arrived in front of the house, two security guards and officers who guarded the housing complex were already at Januar and Arto’s residence. They stood alertly.

"Mr. Arto has explained the situation. We are ready to help," said one of the security guards firmly.

Seeing Januar arrive with the neighborhood chief and several residents, he immediately invited them to go up to the second floor where his son and daughter-in-law’s room was located.

"Follow me, but don’t make any noise. We have to catch them red-handed," whispered Januar as he carefully led the group up the stairs.

Inside the room, the adulterous couple, consumed by lust, had no idea that their four-year affair was about to be exposed. They were still passionately wrestling and playing horseplay, completely unaware of the danger lurking at the door.

The sounds of moans and groans of pleasure could be heard outside, making Januar, who was walking in front with his father, mother, and the neighborhood chief, feel very angry. His jaw tightened and his hands clenched into fists.

"How shameless!" Januar hissed softly, holding back his anger that was about to explode.

CRACK!!!

Januar kicked his bedroom door so hard that it almost came off its hinges. The loud bang startled everyone in the house.

When the door opened, the adulterous couple, who were still tightly entwined in doggie style, looked so shocked that they stopped their heated activity, their eyes wide with surprise. Their faces turned pale instantly.

"Mas Januar!" Lala shouted spontaneously in a loud, panicked voice.

Seeing her husband standing in front of her and witnessing her affair with Bana, in their private bedroom, the woman panicked. Her heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to burst.

"Mas Januar, I can explain everything! This is just a misunderstanding! It’s not what you think, Mas! Please listen to my explanation first! I beg you, Mas!" said Lala frantically as she tried to cover her naked body.

In her panic, Lala forgot that she was still in a doggy style position with Bana’s lower body still attached to hers. They were still joined together in a very embarrassing position.

"Misunderstanding? You say misunderstanding?" Januar laughed cynically. "I think it’s not only me who can see what you two are doing, but all the residents of this complex have also seen it. So, where is the misunderstanding?" asked Januar as he moved aside and let everyone enter and see for themselves how the adulterous couple was doing dirty things in his house.

"Oh my God! How shameless!"

"Oh my God, in broad daylight!"

"Look, they’re still stuck together!"

Angry comments began to pour in from the women who entered.

Bana and Lala, who saw many pairs of eyes staring at them with disgust, looked very shocked, so they tried to break free and get dressed, but unfortunately they couldn’t, as if their genitals were stuck like glue, refusing to come apart.

"Let go! Let go! Ouch, that hurts!" Lala moaned as she tried hard to break free.

"I’m trying! But I can’t!" said Bana with a grimace of pain.

In 1980, let alone adultery, even wearing slightly revealing clothes was the subject of gossip because it was considered a violation of norms and a lack of manners. Usually, only prostitutes dressed revealingly and behaved vulgarly, so good women took great care not to become the subject of gossip and slander.

And of course, Lala and Bana’s behavior was considered to have tarnished the good name of the Sejahtera housing complex where they lived, so protests to expel the two from the complex began to be heard.

"Expel the adulterers so that the Sejahtera housing complex will not be cursed!" shouted one of the mothers in a loud voice.

"That’s right! Expel them now! Don’t let our complex be cursed!" replied another.

"Expel the adulterers!"

"Expel the adulterers!"

"Expel the adulterers!"

The shouts of the women, who were clearly angry at Lala and Bana’s actions, were met with attempts by the neighborhood chief to calm them down.

"Ladies, please calm down. Calm down! We can discuss this first. Don’t act anarchically and take the law into your own hands! We have to resolve this calmly!" said the neighborhood chief, trying to calm his residents’ anger while raising his hands.

The neighborhood chief, who saw that Lala and Bana were still not getting dressed, began to lose his patience. His eyebrows furrowed deeply.

"You two, why aren’t you getting dressed yet? Do you want to be paraded around the complex naked like that?" said Mr. RT in a high-pitched voice, his voice echoing throughout the room.

"We don’t want to be naked like this either, sir! Really! It’s just that... we can’t take it off. It hurts so much. It feels like it’s glued on!" said Bana with teary eyes, his face grimacing in pain.

Although they had heard about it before, it was the first time anyone had seen a couple fused together, their bodies joined in a state of nakedness like this. Their eyes widened in disbelief.

"This must be punishment!" exclaimed one of the women, her eyes sparkling.

"They did something bad and violated the norms, so God must be very angry and made them suffer like this," muttered another, further heating up the atmosphere.

"Right! This is the Almighty’s punishment!"

Since the couple couldn’t be separated, the neighborhood chief had no choice but to cover their naked bodies with a blanket from the bed.

"This is not appropriate to see. Cover them up first," said the neighborhood chief as he threw the blanket at them.

Januar, who witnessed that disgusting scene, could only smile cynically, not expecting that the two of them truly loved each other so much that when they were about to be separated, their bodies refused, instead clinging together as one.

All the love and affection Januar had for his wife vanished without a trace, leaving only pain and wounds. His chest felt empty.

Lala, who still didn’t want to lose Januar, her source of wealth and the place where she could live comfortably with her child, pulled Bana’s hand to join her in moving, kneeling at her husband’s feet.

"Mas... forgive me! I was wrong! I made a mistake, Mas! Please!" Lala said as she tried to crawl toward Januar, tears streaming down her face.

Seeing that Januar remained unmoved and even moved backward as if disgusted by her touch, Lala wept bitterly.

"Mas, please forgive me. I beg you, just this once. Starting today, I promise to be a faithful and obedient wife. I will no longer defy your words and will be a good wife to you and our child. I promise, dear!" she sobbed with a trembling voice.

What Lala said made Januar’s blood boil even more. Losing his patience and not wanting to be further humiliated, Januar shouted loudly.

"Shut up! Don’t say another word!" he snapped loudly.

"Lala binti Subani! I divorce you with three talak! Starting today, you are no longer my wife!" said Januar in a voice that echoed throughout the room.

"All matters related to your rights and obligations as a wife are null and void from this moment on. The same goes for me as your husband. As for Anang, once I get the DNA test results confirming that he is not my son, I will relinquish all responsibility for him!"

Jderrr!

The three divorces were like a bolt of lightning in the middle of the day that struck Lala’s heart, making her body go limp instantly. Her world collapsed in an instant.

"No... no, Mas... don’t..." she whispered.

Bana and Naomi, who were also in the room, heard the triple divorce and were equally shocked.

"No! No, Mas! You can divorce me, but Anang, he is your flesh and blood!" Lala screamed hysterically.

"My flesh and blood?" Januar laughed bitterly. "I think you and Bana, even Mrs. Naomi, know very well who Anang really is. Isn’t that right, Mrs. Naomi?"

"What do you mean, Mr. Januar?" Naomi replied tremblingly.

Januar’s words shocked and horrified everyone.

Comments from the residents poured in.

Naomi finally collapsed and fainted on the spot.

"Mrs. Naomi fainted! Help! Someone fainted!"